Bjørn. Then it is time you sent him about his work.
Kari. Perhaps the bailiff has come to lend a hand?
Bjørn (to Halla). I should like to have a few words with you.
Halla. We were just starting for the fold. Perhaps we could have our talk on the way up.
Bjørn. If it is the same to you, I prefer to stay here. It is a matter of some weight, which I do not care to discuss in the presence of your overseer or any one but yourself.
Halla (to Kari). Then you had better go up to the fold.
Kari. Don't forget to ask the bailiff if it is true that he has been rubbing his knee-joints with fat every night the whole summer through. Exit.
Bjørn. He's bold enough, that fellow. It is well we shall soon be rid of him.
Halla (roused). And what was it you wanted to see me about?
Bjørn. We were both somewhat angry when we met last. Shall we let it be forgotten?